by Helen Ivory | Jun 18, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Sabbatical there’s not much you can do when the planets are telling you to stop and gravity, who only wants the best from us, says get down to the ground, that you are wanted, and so you obey, become as asphalt or fertiliser. you press...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 17, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Hamlet in the Scanner Can’t hear yourself think only the bass line of a heart thumping. Your head’s clamped. You can’t move. A panic button slicks a palm, a soft wet plum. You could be bounded in a nutshell and count yourself a king of infinite...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 16, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
The Insanity Ensemble It is not like an egg cracking or an exquisite shiver of shattered glass. It is not a supercelery bone snap or a wired ballerina bend. A cortisol swoosh floods your certainty a prefrontal cortex throb threatens thunder. A...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 15, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
High-Visibility The precondition for being a ghost is not only death but faith in an afterlife. Kit Fan. When I lost loved ones last year I thought my childhood fears would return. Sleeping in mum’s house waiting for the seen and felt, the...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 12, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Lesley Burt lives in Dorset. Her pamphlet, Mr & Mrs Andrews Reframed, was published by Templar Poetry in 2023, and Alice spins her Glitterball by Tears in the Fence in 2024.
by Helen Ivory | Jun 11, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
On sunday morning you lay together laughing She gets into your bed like when she was little. Flowers grow out of the wardrobe, moss claims the windowsill and a vine snakes its way to the bed post, climbing. You are laughing. Imagine she is...
